Rebecca .c. Brier Poems

you make me wish that I were a
panther, so I may be as bold as
you.
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Falling in love is like falling
On the front lines of a battle
Feild, you takea chance of
Being blown away or comeing
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silent words locked within
the ryhm of time that fill
the void in time that may
be the most meaningfull
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standing still in time,
as the druming of others
hearts suround me.
...

as I lay there beside him,
my head on his chest,
his arms wraped aroundme,
holding me so closly.
...

the life of one,
the souls of many,
end without the price
of death.
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